That Lonely Shadow

In the corner stands a figure 
that I can never comprehend 
it wasn’t there every night
but it sure does have time to spend

I usually disregard it as some hallucination
but this night it seemed almost sinister
It moved and turned to face my way,
it’s completion never slicker

It looked at me, I looked at it
and I couldn’t help but wonder
why is it here? Am I cursed?
Has it a reason? Just a blunder?

Id say I’m a victim of my own imagination
but this is far too realistic to be such
Next thing I knew the figure flew towards me
and I was trapped by it’s touch

it has no face, no eyes, no features 
so I can’t tell what it is
Maybe a family member. Maybe my father
but this grasp seems too firm to be his

I ask why he is doing this,
two which I get no answer
Just a blank, expressionless shadow
like a silent, vicious cancer

I try to escape with no success
There’s no lifeline in sight
I’m alone with this wicked shadow
In the middle of a moonless night 

Why me? Why is my mind doing this?
Is it a sign of my mortality?
Have a done such bad deeds that others 
question my morality?

That can’t be the case. I’ve payed my dues
I’ve mad mistakes just like every other
I’ve made trips to Hell and back
Maybe this is just another

I’m driving myself crazy. Why me?
I cant wrap my head around this thing
My brain is over loaded 
My head is killing me, my eyes sting

I can’t help but scream so I let it all out
and the shadow just disappears 
It’s gone. For now at least
I cant predict when it’ll reappear